A Cathedral of Ruin [A Companion Esk Treasure Hunt]

[Matthew(Rogue)Drevur]

"Hmm, probably a bear-dog again, hopefully." I say as I crawl out of the crashed ship, loot in my bag and a new saber on my belt. I open up the loading ramp to the Luna when I see barely spot someone in the snow, I pull out my A.E.M.R. (It's a blaster and slug rifle) and start firing shots. They all miss, though fall close to my target. I climb into my starship and ask C7, "Please tell me you got the hyperdrive fixed?" He responds in what seems like a yes. "Good, I don't want to be here any longer, set coordinates for Byss and lets get out of here." C7 responds questionably, "I was supposed to meet Dar there a while back, guess I forgot."

OOC: Finally got access to a computer, whop whop! Also I forgot to tag everyone, I'm going to do that now.

[member="Ermac Laith"] [member="Lady Shambleau"] [member="Mia Monroe"] [member="Thost Keshann"] [member="Isley Verd"] [member="Julius Sedaire"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Shambleau's form blurred back and forth between the humanoid and the decidedly not. Both shapes trembled, shivered, at the controls of the Challenger. "Droid," she ground out through chattering teeth. A pilot droid unfolded from a nearby cabinet. "Lift off."

Without verbal acknowledgement, the Challenger left the ground. It accelerated from the crevasse.

"Sss...circle. Full...ssspectrum sscan."

The chrome sportscraft inscribed an arc around the ancient cathedral ship, scanners wailing away. Theed Hangar had a penchant for antiques, for the construction techniques and aesthetics of yesteryear. The scrolls she'd obtained had their own uses, to be sure, but they also served to isolate this ship in time, give context that the historians and shipwrights and marketing specialists could use.

Kneading frozen fingers back to stinging life, Shambleau took the controls. After one final set of scans, the Challenger went to full burn and roared away.

[member="Ermac Laith"]

 

[Matthew(Rogue)Drevur]

I raise the ship into the sky, not noticing the other ship, as start to activate the hyperdrive, hopefully it doesn't explode. "Change of coarse, we're going to the old Jedi temple, hyperdrive activating." I say as the stars blur, and I shoot off into the blackness of space.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Ermac Laith"]

The Mikan stopped shivering around the time her Challenger jumped to hyperspace. She had a good few day left until she reached the edge of Companion Esk, let alone braved the route home. In that time, she meant to explore and understand the things she'd found. She scanned and opened the light sabers first, and took note of their focusing gems particularly. But those were a sideline, except for establishing the wreck as a good ten thousand years old, give or take a millennium. The bulk of her focus rested on the scrolls. A hundred centuries pre-dated the Jedi Order's first contact with the Sith. The Dark Side secrets in here, and she sensed an aura like that, wouldn't be Sith. Dark Jedi, in an old and true sense. Possibly arcane, formalized, jammed with ritual fluff, but not Sith. The Order of the Terrible Glare - the fallen Order of the Pius Dea Crusades - had kept secrets of their own. So Lady Cardei had said, anyway, though she'd refused to say more. Regardless, Shambleau opened the scrolls to see what she could see.

 

[Laith Varad*]

...the Scrolls were ancient, [member="Lady Shambleau"] would need to handle them with care and exercise some patience when deciphering them. The writing on the scrolls was faded in certain areas but a keen eye would be able to make it out; maybe the most difficult thing about them is that the scrolls use an outdated form of galactic basic which means that some of the terms and phrases are archaic in themselves. Of course Shambleau had proved herself cunning enough to retrieve the scrolls so translating them completely shouldn't be an issue. Now for the good stuff...

...one of the scrolls contained a treatise on interrogation. It almost read like an instruction manual on dealing pain for Inquisitors of the Order of the Terrible Glare during the crusades. The Dark Side was evident just by reading the descriptions alone. Read enough though and keep an open mind and the treatise offers an education in the force power of Inflict Pain...

...the second scroll that Shambleau had taken was much more arcane in its writings. It sent a jumbled message concerning the Force Shadow and how to utilize it to ones advantage. The scroll talked about the power of the force shadow as though it were its own entity, conscious and malignant. No wonder the religious order had such information locked away in the vault of the ship...​